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"Where exactly are we?"
"In her bedroom. She basically stole all the good stuff and put it in here. The rest of this place isn't as fancy, I can assure you. In fact-"
"She meant where are in relation to the building. I think we all have already gathered that it's her bedroom." Zoe snaps.
"We are basically two corridors and a set of stairs away from the nearest control room which I guess is where you want to go."
"They have cameras?" Zeke asks.
"Yes, but not in here. Outside this door there is three dangling from the ceiling, just waiting to spot you."
Why would she lead us to a place that is heavily watched? I can't be caught as soon as I get here or I will have no chance of finding him.
"Sometimes I wonder if you are here to help us or lead us into a trap." Alaska says angrily.
"And why would I waste my time doing that?" She sighs.
"Because you're working with Chloe." I say simply as I raise my gun and aim it at her chest.
Her face gets pale and she swallows her thoughts.
"I can get you some of our soldier's uniforms, the camouflage ones. Then you'll blend in." She says panicky.
"Go on then."
I lower my gun and let her walk to the door.
"I'm going to need your gun." Chloe asks weakly.
My gun? I look at her tight black belt, her empty hands and her elasticated socks. They haven't gave her a gun. I bet they didn't trust her enough to give her one. She has come all this way unarmed with a group of people with guns that don't trust her and will be willing to kill her if she gave us reason to. She's not working with Chloe. Chloe wouldn't risk Gemma working as a spy and leading us all the way here without any protection because she knows I could kill her.
I put the gun in her hand and she darts out of the room.
"You sure that was a good idea?" Dale asks while adjusting his bandage.
"Gemma's not a liar." Christina says strongly.
No one tries to challenge that statement. I believe she's not lying too.
"What if she dies now, whose going to show us the way?" Colin asks.
He's got a point. I could run into a gang of soldiers or get trapped in a dead end.
"I should have gone with her." Zeke says sounding frustrated.
"If she's not back in ten minutes, I'm leaving to go find her." I say.
She can't die because of me.
"She'll be back. She's stronger than she looks." Zoe mutters.
I look up at the ceiling looking around for cameras. I walk into the bright pink lounge and scan the make-up filled bathroom. No cameras. I relax a little and start rummaging through her draws in her bedroom. Dale and Zeke are hunting through the cupboards in the kitchen, probably to find Alaska some food to keep her energy up. The rest are waiting in the lounge comparing their weapons. I find a gun tucked under a spare blanket, it's fully loaded. I must remember to give it to Gemma when she comes back.
I wasn't looking for a gun though, I was looking for something to give me some idea where exactly Tobias is being held. The rest of the drawers are strangely empty. The perfectly arranged bed has a stench of perfume sprayed all over it and it makes me feel sick. I don't think she's slept here lately, unless she keeps her bed this neat every time she goes to sleep. Why did she spray so much perfume? It must be used to cover up something. I throw the fluffy blanket to the side and lift up the pillows. There's nothing here. But there has to be. I carry on looking through the same drawers, more frantically this time. I must've missed something before.
"Tris." Zeke says and pulls my arm out of the drawer.
I rip my arm out of his hand and tell him to leave me alone.
"She's been gone for at least half an hour."
How has it been so long? She must have got held up. Oh god, if anything happened to her…
"I'm going to get her."
"Tris, you have no idea where she is. How are you supposed to find her?" Alaska says angrily.
"I have to try!" I say with a lump in my throat.
"You're not leaving without us."
"Just once can you just―" I get interrupted by a thump at the door.
With a flick of the door knob, the door swings open. It takes my eyes a second to register the sight that befalls me. Gemma's pulling an injured Smoker soldier onto the bed. He's bleeding from a bullet wound on his stomach. I bet a Dauntless soldier shot him. I bet I've made conversation with them, trained with them, and shared a drink with them. The thought sends shivers up my spine but I have to remember this is a war. People are going to get killed.
She grows a bag at us, filled with their uniforms.
"You better be ready in a minute or I'm leaving." She says desperately.
Christina pulls open the bag and throws us each a pair of camouflaged trousers, jacket and hat. Everyone starts getting changed in front of me but the new arrival keeps staring at me and feel really uncomfortable. I go to the bathroom shove my shoes off, practically rip my trousers of and replace it with The Smokers army uniform. I freeze a second before I unzip Tobias' jumper. It's the only I've got to remind me of him right now. I force myself to unzip it and replace with a big, itchy camouflaged jacket. I'll see him soon. I don't need some material to remind me of him. He's there in my heart listening to every beat. I walk back into the bedroom and join the rest of my group that are almost finished getting changed
"It's going to be alright. I'm going to take you to the hospital, okay?" Gemma says quietly.
"It's too far. They told us all that if we saw you, we should shoot on sight. Your almost as big as a target as Tris." He says while Gemma wraps a bandage tight around his stomach.
He groan and tries to loosen the bandage. She bats his hand away and looks at him sharply.
"I know where he's being kept." He says shakily with his face turning white.
"Where?" I ask with my heart racing
"It better be near a hospital." Gemma pleads.
"It's a torture room. Gemma, We have to lead them to Tobias first. We have to." He says insistently.
Gemma's about to protest until he says, "He's in a worse condition than me. We have go there first."
"You're going to need one." I say while handing her the gun I found earlier. She trades it for Tobias' old gun and Dale helps her lift the bleeding soldier of Chloe's bed.
AN:What do you want the soldiers name to be?(the injured one). Does anyone have any idea of things you want to happen next in this story? Leave me something below.